Prima looked at the maths' homework. She didn't know how to do all of them. The worst was Prima wanted to ask her classmates, but it's recess now. Everybody left class, except she and Oliver. She was bashful to ask him, but now he was the only one could help her and she must finish the homework before left school.

  Prima called up all her courage went to Oliver.

  "Can... you teach me how to do... these?" Prima asked nervously.

  Unexpectedly, he smilingly answered,

  "Okay, so which question you don't know?"

  She was shy immediately and was lowing the head hitherto. Oliver taught her patiently. Until the last two, three minutes, Prima knew how to do the homework. When she said thanks to him, their eyes met again...

  She was embarrassed and quickly went back to her seat.

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  The annual ball was coming. This year had so many students and teachers attended.

  As usual, Prima still had no partner. She didn't intend to attend originally. But her friend, Audrey didn't grant her to do this, so she was forced to join.

  That night, the hall was very crowd. Everybody dressed very gorgeous. And she thought her gown was not really resplendent.

  There were a number of girls surround Blair. Now she is drooling over the tasty food. As she wanted to eat, a boy asked,

  "Can you dance with me, miss?"

  Prima looked at him and startled. He was waiting her reply. She nodded. He put his hand on her waist and the others held hers. She was hot, maybe it was because she was very nervous.

  Suddenly, one of her foot stepped on his carelessly.

  "Sor...sorry. Do you hurt?" Prima asked flustered.

  "No, it's fine. It's maybe because you are light..." Blair said.

  Prima's cheeks were very red and she was very shy too.

  "Is there something wrong? You look not really proper." he asked.

  Prima went away on the pretext of feeling not well. She ran to the end of hallway and stopped there. She panted unceasingly. As she was panting, she heard some cello's sound in indistinct. She followed the sound went to a room. She opened the door and astonished that is Oliver. He stopped playing cello, looked at her coolly. It was odd that Prima didn't feel embarrassed of looking at his eyes again.

  "Do you mind I get a rest in here?" Prima asked.

  He hesitated a while, then shook his head softly. She chose a seat at a corner. It was quiet. Prima looked at the view out of window and fell asleep soon.

  Unconsciously, the ball was going to the end. Oliver looked at Prima and patted her. Prima woke.

  "It's time to leave." Oliver said.

  It was late at night. Fortuitously, they took the same bus and remained two seats. They sat together. Prima was very tired and fell asleep again. As she woke, she found that shes head was sleep at the Oliver's shoulder and his head was sleep above hers. She thought he was not deliberately because she saw that he was very tired. She carried on sleeping. Although she felt a little bit shy, but she felt happy and sweet at the same time.